Wit' the deadpool, you might seep in your afterlife //
A sacrifice, this a battle to take away your bragging rights //
You travel throughout the websites, like pac- man u take bites//
You sorry bitch, its even a challenge for you to write//
you'll never beat me but heres some rhymes that you can borrow//
It's hard to beat me today, and shit its gonna be harder tomorrow//
See, life is a game and you not gonna win //
so if at first you don't succeed, well then you gonna lose again//
theres no hope , see kid im just gonna wope yo ass//
yo rhymes would'nt get cleaner even if u took em a bath//
ill cut both your legs off and drag you to a mic ///
tie the microphone to your osofagues and the cord to your windpipe//
I represent rock the mic with 110 percent//
It's intimate, I keeps youmoving like a imigrant//
you scared get a grip on yourself cuz you ain't grippin mines //
life and times, outta lies rap guys outta line careers I finalize///